"Eight Diagrams, you chatterbox, you really think I'm afraid of you?" the Martial Mark responded with no sign of weakness.
"Then let's have a fight to decide the victor," the Brass Bagua's voice was very cold and merciless, just like the Martial Mark had said, it had transformed into an Overlord Evil Soldier.
"Bang, bang, bang"
The earth trembled, and the roar of beasts shook the heavens.
The black Qilin also charged over, blocking the entrance to the second valley.
At the same time, the laughter of that woman could be heard: "We know your true body is here, but it seems this time you've awakened quite a few Ancestral God Weapon Souls. Even with your soul united with your body, you still might not find a way out."
What she said made sense; if the Brass Bagua was not restricted, one would suffice, for with a real soul, it would be equivalent to an Ancestral God Level existence.
